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A Worldly Addiction Taking over Wordpress

The only constant in life, is change

Bonjour

Because I'm not on the road anymore traveling around, I've moved A Worldly Addiction over to Wordpress!
http://worldlyaddiction.wordpress.com/
I'm currently at University studying International Studies with Communication and Media and use my blog quite regularly for uni work and also personal thoughts, perspectives, concerns and trying my hand at writing poetry.

Head on over and let me know what you think

xxx
A

Posted by missadelaide 23:35 Archived in Australia Tagged travel australia university happy blog communication wordpress Comments (0)

My New Blog

http://crimsonthoughts.travellerspoint.com/15/

Hey all

I've actually started a new blog which I write in far more frequently

Hit subscribe to keep up to date with my adventures and many thoughts

Peace and Happy New Years

http://crimsonthoughts.travellerspoint.com/15/

xxx

A

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Home is where the heart is...

Home has a funny way of grasping our heart.
No matter where we go in the world, we'll always have a place where we feel safe, warm and loved.
Home has always been in a state of flux. As a child, my family and i moved around the country, however, once we settled in little old boat harbour, i thought the bay would always be my home. And it will be. I just didn't realise that you can create a home wherever your heart takes you.

Never in my wildest dreams did i think that london would be my home. A big scary city... no way.
But, as i clock out of work, at my new fulltime job and board the tube, i realise how accustomed i've become to it all. Life in the city. A city that isn't so big, or scary, nor daunting, but fun, exciting and thriving.

A city where you can wear what you want, say what you believe, do what you need and be whoever you desire.
The ultimate freedom
And I love it.
If there's one thing i want to take from this whole crazy experience is this;
this is my life, I only have one, so i better make the most of it. carpe diem

The sound the letters create as they roll off your tongue saying 'I live in London' is indescribable. My first room, first housemates, first address, first rent to pay and first dreaded grocery shoppings at tesco, and i hope there's many more firsts to come.
I love running into people I know down the street or on the tube and stopping to say hello (which happens more that I believe to be true)
I love awkward tube rides in peak hour where personal space no longer exists and you feel like your insides are going to squeeze out of your nose.
I love meeting other Australians and just nodding at them, because they just understand.
And I love mocking the pommy accent (which I'm getting considerably better at).

I describe my relationship with London a love-hate one. And i love it. Tomorrow, who know's, i might despise it, but that's the beauty of tomorrow... you never know what it holds, who you'll meet, what you'll do or what you'll see.

I get off at my tube stop, good old Leytonstone, and walk up our road, the familiarity giving me a sense of warmth.
I am home.

I am left in a bit of a predicament. To remain in this home, here in London for the following year to see out my visa and continue living this life... or return home, to start university and begin a whole new adventure.
This is where I believe in fate and that everything happens for a reason.
I will follow my heart, and when the time is right I know which home to return to.

It's such a calming reassurance knowing that wherever I venture in the world, London, Shanghai, Paris or the Bay, I can create a home. With my loved ones, an open mind and strong values, home will follow you wherever your heart takes you.

xxxA

P.s I think I'm officially a Londoner

Posted by missadelaide 16:36 Comments (0)

Mediterranean Magic

Ciao Bella

sunny 32 °C

==When in Rome==

There's nothing like crystal clear waters of a beach, waves of sunshine beating on your flesh, a new culture, new language, new people and a new adventure to reignite that spark you carry deep within you.

After working and saving all of our precious pounds, my bestfriend, (Charline) and I escaped London craving sunshine. Our first stop was the party, paradisical Greek Island of Zakinthos/Zante. After a gruelling 6hour over night wait at Gatwick airport and hour long delay on our flight, we stepped out of the airport and were overcome by a wave of heat. YES!
We mad it to our beautiful hotel, located in the family friendly part of the island Argassi. Wearing nothing more than shorts, singlets and sandals, we explored our surroundings, just so thankful for the beautiful sunshine.
Now, Zante is renowned for its partying to the Poms, and we sure did find a lot of them. Our first night out in Argassi delivered as we figured out how things worked over here. Smoke as much as you like in the clubs, no security, no entry fee, no ID check, cheap shots, cheap cocktails, and if you dance on the bar, free drinks!

This part of our holiday was dedicated purely to relaxing, and that's exactly what we did. Lazed by the pool, ate heaps of wonderful food, drank heaps of cheap vodka and alcohol and soaked in the sunshine. We had many adventures, cruised around the island diving into picturesque waters, took on Laganas and won, drank waaaaaaaaaaaay too much, took way too many photos, met heaps of unforgettable people, but the highlight of Zante was when we hired a quad bike for 2 days and explored the island beach hopping! I felt so cool. haha. With Charline being the babe on the back of my bike, we uncovered pristine beaches, even a turtle sanctuary, and with the wind in our hair and sun on our faces, we didn't want it to end.

Sadly, we said goodbye to our lavish lifestlye in Zante and jetted back to London. Now all to save a few pounds, we were traumatised by the following ordeal.
So... 3hour flight from Zante to Gatwick, raining... great, 40 minute train ride to london, 30 minute tube ride to Stratford, food... yes! Bus to Stansted... No... buses are cancelled... dammit, taxi to Stansted with 3 strangers... ok, 20pounds.... dammit, 2hour wait at Stansted, 2hour flight to Oslo, freezing cold... great, 7hour wait... hell, no sleep, zombies, ridiculously expensive airport breakfast due to norwegian currency exchange... just what we need, 2hour flight to Venice, warm... yay, 1hour bus ride to city, lost for an hour trying to find bus, finally found our bus, didn't know where to get off, thankfully we got off at the right stop, made it to the campsite, beautiful, checked in, hungry, tired, bed, sleep.

After a much needed nanna nap, we headed into the city, not paying bus fares because we wanted to experience Italy like true Italians. We were absolutely breath taken by Venice, it being especially special to Charline as her family is Italian and from Venice. We watched the sunset over the canals whilst eating gelato and were excited as to the adventures that Italy would hold for us. The next day, we wondered through the labyrinth of bridges and canals, loving every minute of it. One of the highlights of Venice was finding a little puzzle store buried amongst the streets where and old man made his dreams come to life. He made 3D puzzles challenging thoughts on perception and expectations. I absolutely loved his concept "that life is in our hands and its how we see our life that matters." Feeling enlightened, we continued our exploration.
Another highlight this gorgeous city offered was the magnificent coffee. Charline and I sat down by the grand canal in the sunshine, enjoying one of the best cappucino's I've ever had, and a basket of bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. In absolute culinary heaven!
We were both overwhelmed by the magic of Venice, and Charline had a sparkle in her eye the whole time. I was so glad I could share such a special moment with her.

The next day we were off to ROMA! Only a 6hour train ride away. By now Charline could fall asleep anywhere, so she did, as I sat staring out the window letting my mind wonder.
Rome really was incredible! The sheer history is enough to capture your soul let alone the beauty and magic it held. We stayed in a cute little tent in a campsite just outside of the city, an experience in itself.
We got our full tourist on! We went to the Colosseum, The Roman Forum, Spanish Steps, Castel St. Angelo, St. Peter's Basilica, Vatican City, The Trevi Fountain, Piazza Novana, The Pantheon and many more.
The Vatican City was incredible! Just the power religion has over millions of people was fascinating and how much time and money went into building St. Peters and the Sistine Chapel, however, Michaelangelo nailed the paintwork.
And a quick side story, I lost my wallet for an hour in the city. And let me tell you, that was the worst hour of my life. Thankfully I found it again completely untouched but I guess it makes for a good story. When in Rome.
Personally, my favourite part of Rome was the Trevi Foutain and Piazza Novana because I felt in these places I could experience the real Rome and take in the architecture, food, art and culture of the city.

From Rome, we also did a day trip to Pompeii and Naples which was a definite highlight. Pompeii was incredible! I was completely astonished at how well this entire city has been preserved and how advanced civilisation was back in 79AD! They even had brothels! Naples was a very beautiful city and the Amalfi coast is definitely on my list of place to go in the future.

Sadly, the second part to our holiday had come to an end, and with our funds dried up, sunkissed skin, and a glow in our hearts, we knew we had to head back to reality.
I had such an incredible trip with my girl and learnt so many things. Our 2weeks was an absolute whirlwind of history, beauty, sun, romance, adventure, friendship, knowledge, tolerance, discovery, food, language and magic and by the time we returned to good old Clarendon 9, we wondered what our next adventure would be.
It was a Mediterranean Summer I will never forget.

Posted by missadelaide 11:09 Archived in Italy Comments (0)

Like the Movies

The Only Way is Clarendon

overcast 21 °C

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players

Movies, Flicks, Films... a powerful drug that takes our conscience to another world, where we can be whoever we dare. The hero, the villain, the damsel in distress. For a split second, we escape reality and are thrust into someone else's shoes taking us on a journey of emotions. There's nothing like losing yourself to a good movie (especially starring Johnny Depp) and for 90minutes, just letting go.

I recently signed up for an online movie subscription (before you think it, I can't illegally download movies, thus, yes I actually pay for them) so I've been exploring the never ending web of movies. I am a hopeless romantic and romantic comedies/dramas have consumed most of my time, leaving me heartbroken and longing for my prince charming. I've also been catching up on my Breaking Bad which is getting more intense by the episode.

I absolutely love snuggling up in a warm bed with friends and watching a good movie. Have some sneaky chocolate, some laughs and tears together whilst our imaginations are cut loose from reality.

My recent movie binge has led me to contemplate what sort of movie my life would be, if some stranger sat down for 90 minutes and watched my reality. Of course it would be a romantic comedy with some tears thrown in there too, but where would the climax be? What's the big problem I have to overcome? Who's my Hugh Grant and who's my Colin Firth (gotta love Bridget Jones' Diary right?) Don't worry, I'm not completely insane, just very interested as to what my role in life is to play as Shakespeare would say. I definitely believe in making your own happiness/luck/chances/opportunities but also that everything in life happens for a reason, that any set backs are just preparing you for something more amazing.

The scene of my London life would be over in a split second, somehow encompassing a 7 month adventure... but I know I have many more to come.
Some parts of my movie would be wildly hilarious; from the wild nights out and in, being broke and elements. Some would be cute and sweet; the moments I've shared with friends and family. And some would be an adventure/thriller... who knows what's ever going to happen in a big city like London.

I look forward to sharing my 90 minutes with someone special one day, but until then, I'll keep creating my wild adventures striving for an Oscar or a Golden Globe.

I just wonder what the director of my film has planned for me.

xxxA

Posted by missadelaide 11:42 Archived in United Kingdom Tagged movies Comments (0)

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